Rachel
I sighed happily, stretching my arms, although I am tired as heck with all the work, and babysitting at the end of the day, I'm happy and satisfied with myself.
Nowadays, two things make me forget: Jayce, one of Brandon and Jane's babies, and two of my late nights at this restaurant.
I don't know why seeing people happy and satisfied with my work, either by eating something I cooked or by the time they spend with me, makes my days fulfilled. Even though food and cooking remind me of my time with Jayce and every time I'm cooking, I don't know, but it seems even far away from me that there is something with me every time I hold a knife or spatula or see the happily satisfied look on people's faces that comes and devours my food. It's as if the joy and fulfillment I find in cooking
